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This is about romance because I haven't had much lately....lol. READ & REVIEW PLEASE!! |
| I go about my day and he about his Until we meet eachother to steal a kiss We see the leaves reflect golden And the birds begin to sing So we race out of the house And get comfortable on the swing My fingers tangled in his We're both smiling ear to ear My head resting on his shoulder In all our thoughts, we disappear Both humming along with nature Taking in every smell together But the illustrator of the skies Has other plans for the weather Blessed by a drizzle of drops We stand up and start to dance To the ballet of rain on our heads We spend the night with romance |